Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Cry

Yeah,
Need y'all niggas to me, yo,
my pain,
Said soft can't last hard times, yo,
that shit,
Yea, (yeah) ay (ay),
Real don't cry,
Look,
Yo-
Was just a with that fresh fade,
chest, legs skinny,
That hoop had me tryna be the next Penny,
Fresh on my feet,
Momma for everything I'm wearing,
At the fair staring at girls, not a in the world.
Aw. nigga, but shit done since "Mayne" was my nickname,
A little nigga chasing things, kick game,
Now I'm a man about my fam.
Let me explain,
like my pockets stay broke, and if not them shit's sprained.
And so I rap for my niggas in the struggle,
Feeling like the world's on back so you stumble,
And it like a quarterback get sacked, and then you fumble.
Jobs don't call a nigga back, so back to the hustle.
Niggas praying for moms,
At the same they moms pray for them.
Ask the Lord to stay with them, guide them on way,
But damn a nigga been a fate.
It on the usual,
The only time you catch me up at is a funeral.
(Damn)

Sometimes turn to rain my nigga,
The ones you love will bring you pain, my nigga,
I don't know if see tomorrow,
I won't cry (no), I cry.
And in life times getting hard my nigga,
But that, I'm aiming for the stars, my nigga,
I won't try 'til the day I die,
And I cry (no), I can't cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Listen, yo)

I sit back and watch the every now and then,
Either get or mad from watching the world just crash,
the weathers bad.
It be the shit, got my brain twisted,
Like, "Damn it's '06 and niggas still up on that shit? "
Yesterday this kid got his frame split,
Only seventeen, he was to graduate.
And like, three weeks stupid niggas got him for his chain,
But he fought back, they him and left him on the pavement. (uh)
And now they telling me this little just got raped,
dude snatched her and she was standing at the bus stop,
Wait, man she eleven!

What the fuck is up with this
Got these niggas fucking with girls?
the cops harassing us,
Every be blasting us, on accident- or so they claim.
Reporters sympathizing like truly know the pain, (right)
They her only son,
Make her wanna her brains out,
the channel nigga, I can't watch this.

Sometimes sunshine to rain my nigga,
The same ones you will bring you pain, my nigga,
I don't if I'll see tomorrow,
I won't cry (no), I cry.
And in this times getting hard my nigga, (yea)
But that, I'm aiming for the stars, my nigga, (yea, uh)
I won't try 'til the day I die,
And I won't cry (no), I cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Look, yo)

a ride through the city man,
And tell me you witness,
Poverty, richness, crooked and misfits,
Violence, hatred, devastation,